Chapter 351 Yulong
"Your Majesty, how much your people love you!"
On the highest step, Hizdahr shouted with an exaggerated expression.
At the sa ti he held out a hand, beckoning Daenerys to co up and take it.
Daenerys stopped where she was and didn't move, she just looked at him quietly, with a cold look in her violet eyes.
This look made Hizdahr's heart tighten, and the smile on his face gradually froze.
He shouted again, but saw that the queen still didn't move.
The green saintess also realized that sothing was wrong. She exchanged glances with a saintess in a red robe next to her, and then the two walked down the steps at the sa ti, preparing to et the queen.
At the bottom of the steps, Ser Barristan and Ser Jorah exchanged glances, and they also started to climb up at the sa ti.
Hizdahr said sothing again, but it was lost in the cheers of the crowd.
The Unsullied started to move, countless blue and black helts were approaching the steps, and the spikes on them shone with a chilling light under the scorching sun.
The green maiden's complexion changed drastically, and she let out a roar.
The nobles of ereen on the steps began to commotion.
Hizdahr turned his head abruptly, and was about to speak.
A shadow passed over his face.
The commotion and shouting ceased, and all voices fell silent.
Everyone's eyes are looking at the sky almost at the sa ti.
Daenerys also raised her head, a trace of doubt flashed in her eyes, why is it not a white dragon but a black dragon?
But the next mont, her heart was filled with joy.
It's Drogon!
It's back!
The black dragon hovered over the temple, it was covered in black scales, only its eyes, horns and back were blood red.
Among Daenerys' three dragons, it was already the largest, but the recent period of wild life made it even more majestic, with black jade-like wings spread a full thirty feet.
The green maiden froze in place, her heart pounding. Before she could decide whether to continue with her original assassination plan, another bigger shadow shrouded it, almost covering the entire temple.
Caesar!
And his white dragon!
If the appearance of Drogon caused commotion, then the appearance of Cleopatra caused panic.
The white dragon arrived first, and flew over the crowd quickly. The sound of flapping its wings was like thunder.
The scorching warm wind blows people to and fro.
Hizdahr scrambled and scrambled back to hide, and the ereen nobles around him scattered away, revealing soldiers holding spears, armor and wearing harpy masks hidden behind.
Seeing them, Daenerys imdiately realized that these ereen nobles were planning to kill her at the wedding too!
But in front of the giant dragon, such a small number of soldiers can't make any waves at all.
Sure enough, as a black and red fla spewed out from Cleopatra's mouth, a line of fire was drawn in the air, instantly devouring the nobles of ereen at the top of the steps and the soldiers behind them.
Screams and shouts rang out.
Through the three wide steps, Daenerys felt the raging heat wave on her face, and looked at Hizdahr who had turned into a fiery man, the slave master who was about to marry her, and suddenly burst out laughing.
"Gods!" The green maiden collapsed on the steps, wailing, "Save your people!"
She shouted in the direction of the Temple of Holy Grace, as if there really was a **** inside.
The nobles ran frantically, screaming and shoving, trying to escape the hellish sea of fire, and many of them tripped over their cumberso tokar robes.
Smart ones also know how to take off the toca robe, lose dignity and aristocratic deanor, just to stay away from the white **** of death that descended from the sky.
The crowd outside the temple also began to boil, screaming, cheering, and cursing mixed together.
The Unsullied surrounded the temple, with spears and shields in their hands, and when they saw the nobles running down the steps, they began to slaughter rcilessly.
The white dragon landed heavily on the top of the steps, its huge body shook the entire temple, cracks covered the surface of the stone steps, and the foundation of the temple seed to be crumbling.
The black dragon also landed, but it seed to be hungry, and actually stretched its claws into the charred corpses and began to eat.
"No!" Daenerys rebuked angrily.
"Gods!" The green maiden spat out, "It's eating people!"
The screams all around suddenly beca high-pitched.
A soldier wearing a harpy mask rushed out of the flas, holding a spear, and rushed madly at the black dragon Drogon.
Perhaps he had heard the na of the girl who died under the flas of the dragon, perhaps he had realized that it would be difficult for him to escape from the Temple of the Holy Grace, so he wanted to fight before he died. If he succeeded in slaying the dragon, he would be nad Stay forever.
Compared to the huge and formidable white dragon, the black dragon seems to be easier to kill...
The ereen soldier raised the red gauze at his feet, and rushed towards Drogon at a very fast speed.
What greeted him was a fiery black and red fla.
But his actions seed to resonate, and three or four soldiers rushed up with spears in their hands, trying to fight desperately.
Drogon flapped two of them flying with his wings, and knocked down one with his tail, but the fourth person took the opportunity to climb up the dragon's spine and stab the iron spear point into the back of the dragon's neck.
Daenerys and Drogon scream at the sa ti.
Fortunately, there were scales to protect the spear from getting stuck, and it didn't penetrate deep into the flesh, but Drogon still arched his body and roared angrily.
Its long neck bent back, and it bit the ereen warrior on its back.
"No—" the dragon slayer only had ti to roar, before Drogon twisted off the upper half of his body and threw it away like a mouse.
"Kill it! Kill it!" The green maiden scread frantically.
White dragon Cleopatra has turned her head, spouting raging flas, drowning several fish that slipped through the net.
The black dragon Drogon beca more and more frenzied, his huge wings were fully spread, and he kept flapping his fans, raising waves of smoke and dust.
Daenerys felt its pain and was about to rush over.
But Ser Jorah, who ca over, grabbed her arm tightly: "Don't go! Your Majesty!"
Ser Barristan also stood in front of Daenerys: "Your Majesty, this dragon is too dangerous!"
Daenerys subconsciously went to see Samwell.
The man stood proudly on the back of the white dragon, and turned his head just in ti.
Looking at each other, Samwell shouted:
"Don't be afraid of Dany! You are the blood of a true dragon, a born dragon knight! Show your courage and conquer this dragon!"
When Daenerys heard that, she imdiately broke free from Ser Jorah's hand, then pushed away Ser Barristan who was standing in front of her, and ran towards the black dragon with big strides.
Flas stread down the steps, burning off her sandals.
But Daenerys didn't stop, but ran faster.
The flas licked the soles of her pink feet, and also ignited the courage in her heart.
The world in front of seems to slow down suddenly.
The spear of the dragon-slaying warrior just now was still on Drogon's back, shaking with the flapping of the dragon's wings, and hot smoke rose from the wound.
"Drogon!" Daenerys yelled, "Drogon! Look at !"
It turned its head, smoke lingered between its teeth, and a scarlet fla was brewing deep in its throat, as if it was about to burst out.
"No!" Daenerys stumbled up to Drogon, but her petite body seed to contain enormous energy, "Don't you know ?"
The black dragon poked its head down, its huge mouth almost touching Daenerys' head.
Hot breath blows the red veil off her face, and Daenerys can see her own reflection in Drogon's lava eyes.
So small, so fragile, so frightening...
No! I can't let it see my fear!
Daenerys looked directly into the eyes of the black dragon, and angrily said:
"Drogon, get down!"
The black dragon roared again, and the fiery airflow almost sent Daenerys flying.
Samwell frowned, and was about to go to help, but Daenerys reached out and patted the belly of the dragon.
"No!" she snapped, "Drogon! Get down!"
The black dragon flapped its wings again, once, twice...then folded them and prostrated themselves on the ground.
Daenerys' heartbeat finally eased a little, she jumped onto the dragon's back, grabbed the spear and pulled it out.
The tip of the spear has lted, emitting a hot red light.
A few drops of black blood flowed from the wound, falling on the stone steps and turning into smoke.
Dragon is flesh and blood made of fire, Daenerys suddenly rembered this sentence.
too. She raised her head and looked at Samwell, who gave her a thumbs up and gave her an appreciative smile.
Daenerys laughed too.
Drogon flapped his black wings, and the colorful stone steps were thrown suddenly under his feet.
Daenerys only felt dizzy for a while, she couldn't help closing her eyes, and hugged the dragon's neck tightly.
When she opened her eyes again and looked down through the smoke, she saw that the Temple of Holy Grace had beco a sea of flas.
The nobles of ereen were either consud by the flas, or died by the swords of the Unsullied waiting in battle.
Countless free folk of ereen scattered around like ants.
The sea of flas was still spreading, orange red and scorched black were intertwined, a huge white figure suddenly soared into the sky, and soon ca to Drogon's side, keeping pace with it.
Samwell sat on the back of the white dragon and shouted at her:
"How does it feel to ride a dragon?"
"Great!" Daenerys laughed and responded, "It's like stepping on the world!"
As she spoke, she untied the tokar robe on her body and threw it into the air.
The strong wind in the sky pressed the thin gauze tightly to her body, revealing her exquisite curves.
The long silver-gold hair was raised back, and the whole world seed to be reflected in the violet eyes.
Samwell looked at the fla-elf-like beautiful girl in front of him, and was about to say sothing when he suddenly heard a hurried horn sound.
He imdiately looked down, and saw a dense army appearing outside the four gates of ereen at the sa ti.
"The Yunkai'i are attacking!" Daenerys exclaid.
"Don't panic..." Samwell had just finished speaking halfway, when another low-pitched horn sounded.
This horn is completely different from the previous ones. It seems to co from the abyss of hell. The terrifying sound pierces into people's ears, as if to ignite the flesh and blood.
Moreover, after hearing the horn, the white dragon and the black dragon suddenly beca restless.
Samwell was startled suddenly, and suddenly turned his head to look west.
I saw a fleet appearing on the white wax-like sea.
A banner emblazoned with golden sea monsters flapping their teeth and claws in the wind.
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